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Im laid out like this on your bed when you get home, what is your move.
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The owners of my house are selling it πππ i just moved here im march fml I cant afford to move again, cant afford it with my wallet or with my mental health in the stress is causes... if anyone wants to buy the house im living in to rent it to me let me fuckin know cause this blows π they have it listed at 300k
Something that baffles me everytime i think about it... so many people are willing to burn cities down, cause social discourse over precieved problems and issues in racial, religious and gender ideology all while they are suffering in a cage controlled by higher powers, suffering with poverty, hunger, but they don't care to set fire to the people causing those detrimental issues, they will just sit back let their foot be on fire and complain/protest about someone they have never met and probably never will meet saying they dislike a particular culture or religious view ect... blows my mind what people prioritize being mad about.
Foot on Fire
Everybodyβs arguing the weather in the house
While the floorboards smoke and nobody notices the sound
Billionaire on the balcony, smiling in the light
Says the shadows in the basement are just playing with the night
You gaslight your reflection till it smiles back and agrees
That the things you feel are crawling are just products of the feed
Foot on fire, keep on talking
Keep on scrolling, keep on walking
Truth is sitting right beside you
But the noise is what you buy into
Awake but numb, eyes half-open
Chasing every new emotion
While the room fills up with smoke
And we still call it hope
Governments hand out the matches, tell you who to burn
Religion, race, the latest trendβwhatever makes it turn
People lined up at the edges of a war that isnβt real
Fighting over what they canβt touch so they donβt have to feel
The ones who went out looking found the door behind the noise
Met something in the colors that donβt speak in human voice
Came back quiet, came back strange
Now they watch the rest of us arrange
The furniture around the flame
Endless war over stories nobody wrote themselves
Blood on the maps for a god that only lives on shelves
You can taste the metal in the water, feel it in the air
But the feed says pick a side and it will all be fair
Trends move faster than the fire, so the fire never wins
Everybodyβs got a take while the skin is burning thin
Theyβll debate the color of the smoke
Until the oxygen is gone
Some of them still leave at night when the arguing goes dead
Chase the edges of the map until the colors start to spread
Meet the things that donβt explain, just rearrange your bones
Show you what the silence knows when everybody else is home
They come back with fewer words and something in their eyes
That doesnβt flinch when the house is burning bright
Most people call it broken
Most people never ask
What they saw out in the dark
You can name the thing thatβs killing you
Or you can name the thing that isnβt
Either way the heat keeps rising
And the arguing is distant
Foot on fire, still online
Still online
Pretty pictures, empty time
Still online